"I know."
Even when she’s had too much to drink, An Ran still speaks with a sweet deanor.
She lifts her little face to look at Chi Cheng.
Although her cheeks are already flushed from the alcohol, there’s not a trace of confusion in her eyes.
"Brother, you must think I’ve had too much to drink, right?"
Chi Cheng just looks at her.
"Yes, I just... I just had too much to drink..." An Ran nods to herself, "It’s just because I drank too much."
Such nonsense.
Chi Cheng pulls her to the bedroom next door, "Lie down and sleep."
"Okay." An Ran obediently nods and lies down, but her gaze remains on him, "Sleep with , brother."
Chi Cheng’s Adam’s apple moves slightly as he pulls the blanket over her.
An Ran’s lack of seriousness makes this Demon seem more composed.
"An Xiao Ran, you’ve had too much to drink."
An Ran grabs Chi Cheng’s wrist, "Yes, it’s because I drank too much that I can... be a little braver."
Due to the drunkenness, she still speaks with a slur.
But An Ran is very clear that her mind is sober.
Very sober.
Being drunk allows her to do many things she’s wanted to do but didn’t dare to.
Seeing Chi Cheng not taking action, An Ran boldly hooks her arms around his neck and pulls him onto the bed.
"Brother, do you like ?"
Chi Cheng looks down at her in this posture.
He looks for a long while.
His thin lips slightly part, "I do."
"Will you always, always, always like ?"
Even if their relationship might never be blessed by their families.
Even if their relationship is bound to be gossiped about behind their backs.
Even if...
But these "even ifs" are too many, and she can’t articulate all of them in her slurred speech.
She can only sum it up with this one question.
An Ran lies flat while Chi Cheng hovers over her, his arms straight, supporting himself on either side of her ears.
After a long ti, he utters two more words, "I will."
An Ran smiles like a child, " too..."
All words stop here, just enough.
The ssage expressed is already very clear.
An Ran takes the initiative to kiss him.
An unskilled kiss, yet it makes Chi Cheng dazed and srized.
He pulls the thin blanket over them.
Then deepens the kiss.
The sll of alcohol lingers, fernting into lingering intimacy.
An Ran holds him, letting Chi Cheng passionately kiss her chest.
She closes her eyes, "Uh... ah..."
The temperature rises higher and higher.
An Ran feels like her body is like an ice cream, lting bit by bit.
Sowhere is already wet.
"Open your eyes."
An Ran pants slightly as she opens her eyes.
eting Chi Cheng, who has already shed his clothes.
Even at this mont, his face still maintains a gentle expression.
But his chaotic breathing completely betrays him.
Chi Cheng brushes aside the damp bangs on her forehead, his voice slightly hoarse, "An Ran, who am I?"
"Brother..."
"Call my na."
He’s always insisted on An Ran calling him brother.
He’s never asked her to call him by his na.
This is the first ti.
"Chi Cheng..."
Chi Cheng deeply gazes into her small face, adjusting his posture.
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PS:
[Everyone, hold on tight, this is not a drill! Please swipe your tickets when boarding. Ahahaha.]
Ou Jue: When is it my turn?
July: Well... that’s a secret (pushes up glasses)
Ou Jue: Heh. (cold sneer)
Oh no, the boss is about to flip the table, everyone run~
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